I went out on saturday night and ended up listening to terrible scouse house music in a scally dive (it did have pool tables though). I returned home at around three in the morning to discover fellow housemate Iwan asleep face down in all his clothes with his bedroom door wide open, whilst blissfully munching his pillow. It’s a sad world when I end up staying out later than both my housemates.
Tiredness has been the prevaling theme of my week, despite the lack of job. Hopefully I’ll get something today